Second Chance

54

Regina Mills-

"Baby... wake up" I hum, nibbling on her earlobe and listening to that same old adorable yet groggy groan that hits every single morning yet it never gets old, nor does it ever get boring, these same routinely mornings are becoming my favourite.

"No sexy wake up this morning?" Emma huffs. "And here I thought it was my birthday week" I roll my eyes and raise from the bed.

"Get your swimsuit on, we're going for an early swim before the tourists invade the beach" I grin, persuading her to get up and enjoy the morning through a different wake up call. "Fine. Suit yourself, I'll have a little fun by myself in the ocean, you never know... there's plenty of fish in the sea"

"Don't you dare." Emma spits, instantly jolting her body awake and leaping to her feet. She rubs her eyes like an adorable child and pulls up her white swimsuit bikini bottoms but stays in her white mesh top, nothing underneath. I mean come on, she does know how little mesh covers right? I put on my maternity black swimsuit still sexy and showing a lot of leg and gosh the most cleavage I've ever shown for sure. But Emma's not complaining. God no, she barely has time to complain past all her slobbering. "Race you" she finally snaps out of her gaze and runs out the back of the villa leading to the beach, she bursts through the barred fence and runs into the sea squealing from the sudden coldness. "Come on baby"

I walk out slowly, dipping my toes into the ocean as I welcome the cold water bit by bit as Emma swims around fully used to the freezing aqua water. She starts swimming my way and walking up higher as her bottom half remains in the water and the top half shivers from the early morning breeze I mean it is only 6 am and we have two hours until the private beach opens up for the hotels and paid public only so that gives Emma and I plenty of time.

She lifts her top, discarding it and tossing it to the sand revealing her cold perky breasts. Instantly i moan and rack my eyes over her goddess figure. I float out further into the depth of the ocean to a point where my feet just touch the floor and Emma soon follows in nothing but her skimpy white bottoms.

I wrap my arms around her neck as she spins me around in the water, lifting me up out the ocean just a little before pulling me back down connecting our lips in the process. We kiss passionately, slowly, sexually as her breasts push closer to my front. My hands rapidly duck beneath the surface of the water and sneakily untie her bikini bottoms that bow at either side of her waist until finally we see them floating along the top and washing out to the shore.

"Madam Mayor. I do not wish for the Italian public to see our clothes washing up on shore" she hums, wrapping her hands around my thighs and picking me up below the water, my legs wrap around hers as she leans up and captures our lips yet again and as you can guess the next hour was spent swimming, kissing, making out and little brush of the clit now and then for a little tease.

We race back to the house, gathering our clothes and instantly Emma runs a bubbly bath to wash off the salty water.

"While you wash, I'm going to drive to the supermarket real quick, do you need anything?" I ask, leaning against the door frame as she checks the temperature of her water.

"I need you to be quick so you can join me in this bath when you're home" she teases, walking across the bathroom to peck my lips before her eyes scan my body. "You know, I love seeing you in my baggy comfy clothes. They're so... sexy" she purrs, running her hands from my hips round to my ass and firmly squeezing as her eyes widen just from my sweatpants and baggy tee shirt.

I grab her wrists and force her to let go of me as much as I'd love to be in the blondes arms all day everyday but we need breakfast and basic groceries. "I'll be as quick as I can" I vowel pecking her lips and leaving her at peace with her bubbly bath and candles.

And I was quick, or... quick for me. Everyone who knows me, knows I love to shop. Obviously I couldn't just stop at groceries. I ended up buying so much more. Clothes, lingeries for Emma and I in the bedroom. A little toy... and not for the baby, but I did get one thing for the baby, and I felt the urge to buy it. I had to.

"Honey I'm home" I tease, calling through the halls, I leave all the bags in the kitchen and make my way to the bath, with just one bag in my hand. "Look what I brought" I coo, pulling out the cutest little sleep suit.

"That is cute ... but you're forgetting something... we're having a girl" Emma adamantly responds sitting up in her relaxing bath.

"See, I knew you'd say that... so I thought it doesn't matter, it's unisex, it's just black and white" I shrug, "he is going to look so trendy, he will already have all the girls lined up"

"No. No he won't, not if I allow it" Emma huffs.

"Being as you're so sure we're having a girl, I also go this, although we won't be needing it..." I trail off pulling out the second Calvin Klein baby-grow and as much as I love this endlessly, I don't think it will be suited to this little boy.

"That's better! My baby girl will look so in style" Emma beams. "I'm telling you, it's a girl, stop wasting money on boy clothes that won't be needed"

"Emma! It's a boy! I'm never wrong dear"